After escorting Bonita and Ariadne to their room, Luke returned to the front of the reception room.
“Still here, I see.”
“…What are you talking about? I was just on my way to the restroom.”
“The restroom is in your room, isn’t it? Quite a detour you took.”
“Quiet, you disrespectful brat!”
Whack!
Luke grimaced as he was hit on the head again, observing Catherine pacing anxiously back and forth in the corridor outside the room where the priests were.
‘If she could have watched the test process, she would have barged in there for sure.’
He asked wearily, “Why are you so tense about this? The result is obvious.”
“Obvious! Something this crucial! And you think I—”
She was about to grab Luke’s collar when Dominic burst out of the room. Catherine immediately rushed over to him.
“What’s the result?”
“Well, it’s…”
As Catherine was about to press for an answer, Dominic quickly spoke up.
“It might be better for everyone, including the young lady, to hear the results together. She’s a party to this too.”
“Huh?”
“Let’s do that, Mother.”
Luke stopped Catherine from getting angry.
“Bonita should know too, right?”
“Well, I suppose…”
Catherine hesitated, then reluctantly nodded, unable to hide her anxiousness.
Reading his mother’s emotions effortlessly, Luke offered his hand.
“Let me escort you so you don’t trip.”
“I don’t need it!”
Catherine, though pale, walked with a stiff posture, trying to suppress her anticipation.
Luke commanded his servant, Ed, “Go and bring Bonita…”
He paused mid-sentence.
“Sir?”
“Oh, right.”
Regaining his composure at Ed’s call, Luke changed his instructions.
“Bring both Bonita and Miss Ariadne to the reception room.”
“Yes, sir.”
After sending Ed off, Luke flexed and relaxed his fingers, pondering, ‘Why did I even bother with her feelings?’
It was an unpleasant sensation.
In his life, besides his mother, he had only ever cared about Eloise, just one woman.
He wanted to fulfill her every wish, bring her everything she desired, and make her happy even if it wasn’t his fault.
Such was his fierce love. He had thought his devotion to Eloise would never change.
Even now, after she was gone, he should not have been interested in anyone else.
Except for her daughter Bonita, no one else.
‘But the one Bonita considers her mother is…’
Ariadne Hilton, that woman.
If it weren’t for that damned fact, he would never have been entangled with such a troublesome woman.
However, now that things had come to this, he couldn’t treat Ariadne lightly either.
Yes, that’s where the discomfort came from. It had to be.
He sighed and quickly entered the reception room.
“Mom.”
“Hmm?”
In the room, Bonita, holding tightly onto Ariadne, looked up at her.
The affectionate blue eyes gazed down at her with immense love.
‘Ah, truly.’
The love of a mother she had longed for, even in her dreams. A profound love, seemingly as fleeting as a mirage, heavy and deep.
What would it have been like with her real mother?
Thinking about her ‘real’ mother and father, Bonita’s expression grew somber.
Others had said she was undoubtedly the Duke’s biological daughter.
The Duke himself seemed to firmly believe that fact as well. Otherwise, why would such a frightening Duke treat her so kindly?
But what if it turns out otherwise?
‘Will he get angry?’
Most likely.
If he can’t harm the child, then the anger would undoubtedly be directed towards Ariadne. After all, it was she who brought Bonita here, claiming her to be ‘the Duke’s daughter.’
Bonita bit her lip, tightly grasping Ariadne’s fingers.
“Did you call me, Mom?”
When she remained silent after calling out, Ariadne asked again, still in a soft and warm tone.
Bonita hesitated before speaking up.
“…I’m worried.”
“Hmm.”
Ariadne tilted her head, touching her chin thoughtfully.
“What’s bothering our daughter? Can you tell Mom what it is?”
“It’s just that…”
In the room, only the two of them were present.
That’s why Bonita could voice the worries she had never been able to express before.
“What if I’m not the Duke’s daughter? Then… the Duke will be very angry, won’t he?”
“Oh.”
Ariadne sighed, a strange smile playing on her lips.
“That will never happen, Bonita.”
“But, Mother…”
She wasn’t her real mother, was she?
How do you know that?
Bonita swallowed the question rising to her throat. The previous Ariadne might not have known, but the current mother would surely be hurt by these words.
And that… she didn’t want.
Objectively speaking, the Ariadne of the past might not have been a very good mother, perhaps even a ‘bad’ one.
Yet, for Bonita, she was the only mother she had.
Without Ariadne, Bonita would have starved to death long ago or been begging or stealing in the streets like other children.
Moreover, the occasional love she showed was so sweet.
Bonita had desperately clung to those small scraps of love. But now, it was different.
The current Ariadne loved Bonita very much.
As if she had become someone else.
Male lead says he’s pregnant — and it’s female lead’s child
Something seems a bit off about this world.
Wang Zhao thought as she watched a pregnant man walking towards her…
Intro
Female lead finds herself in a world where the men who possess the ability to bear children.
As she navigates this unfamiliar reality, she is caught off guard by the sudden appearance of her boyfriend, who reveals that he is pregnant.
Is this truly her boyfriend?
Why can’t she recall any details about their time together?
She begins to doubt whether the child her boyfriend is carrying is even hers.
Is there a hidden reason behind her amnesia, or could it be a side effect of her sudden arrival in this strange new world?
Just when it seems the protagonist’s life couldn’t become any more entangled, her ex-boyfriend makes an unexpected appearance, raising questions about the protagonist’s past.
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